◇Amore Mio◇ Fugo x Reader

◇3. Fugo's soft side◇

I WROTE CHAPTER THREE YAY

Smut. I gave yall... Smut. SO DONT COME FOR ME WHEN I ONLY HINT AT THEM DOING IT OKAY?!

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Fugo nudged me awake. The covers had slid down to my waist, exposing my bare chest. His hand slowly caressed my side, teasingly tickling my skin with his fingers. The air in the apartment was still pretty cold, so the combination between his touches and the temperature gave me chills. He chuckled lightly, softly, as if he was trying not to wake me up.

I opened my eyes to look at him. His head was leaning into his hand as he laid on the side, looking at me. It made me wonder how long he had been in that position, just looking at me while I slept.

"Good morning, sleepy head." He leaned down a left a soft kiss on the top of my forehead, before pulling me towards him. I snuggled into his chest, he was so warm despite the chill atmosphere. His arms wrapping around me made me feel like we once again were in a bubble. This sweet, warm, bubble of comfort.

"Good morning, my love." I smiled against his skin, the longer part of his hair tickling my cheek slightly.

"Did you sleep well?" Fugo left gentle kisses on the top of my head as he spoke, but the comforting embrace made me want to go back to sleep.

"Very well. I think our new life has started out quite well."

"I think so too. I have a set of spare clothes here for us. I figured that'd be better than wearing the formal clothing from yesterday." His chest heaved up and down, and I listened to the sound of his beating heart. Everything felt so perfect, it was as if nothing could ruin this.

"We should probably get up. We have to clean everything up from yesterday, and start moving in properly." I was about to get up, but his arms wouldn't move. "Fugo, we have to-"

"Why? I like holding you." I blushed a bit. It didn't matter how much we did this, it made me blush either way.

"Come on! We... We need to get going!" I explained, but he looked at me as if he was trying to beg for something.

"Please stay in bed with me, Y/N! I thought you loved me..." He reluctantly let go of me, and I made me way out of bed to the small bag of clothing near the wall.

"I do love you." I giggled, putting on some panties and a bra. "I'd just love you more if you were to-, I don't know-, propose?"

Wait-

Shit.

Shit- Why- Why did I say that?!

Shit.

"Propose?" He questioned. A chill ran down my spine, a much different one from earlier. I can't believe I let that slip out! Shit... Maybe if I pretend like nothing, there won't be a discussion?

I continued to get dressed, putting on my shirt, skirt and shoes. Soft ruffling was heard from behind me, and I knew he was getting out of bed. I spun around to say something, but he had already walked up to me.

"Y/N, do you want me to propose to you?"

Shit.

"O-Oh! Look at the time! I have to go help cleaning with the Trish- err- help Trish with the cleaning! See you later!" As I ran out the door, I felt the tips of his fingers brushing against my wrist, as if he desperately tried to grab for it but failed miserably.

I really need to learn to shut my mouth.

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"Trish!" I called as I entered the building, only to see that everything was gone. "YOU'RE ALREADY DONE?!"